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Thanks Y'all very very much.. I had another good day, and I'm able to catch up with a bit of "social media" I was visited by some friends and family and continue to be warmed bull generosity of everybody! My enve 4.5 ses and trek emonda are basically still fine.. hower my POC helmet is destroyed.. they work!!! Things will be ok, and I will heal, I will live to race again tomorrow

I ran the Donna 110 ultra marathon in Jacksonville Beach this weekend. 2 day race with 83.8 miles on Saturday followed by 26.2 Sunday morning. I finished day 1 in 14:48, over 2 hours behind the leader but over 2 hours ahead of 3rd. I wish it would have been 110 straight. My entire body locked up Saturday night and my marathon Sunday was just a battle of will. Most painful thing I can remember doing, 6:07 of pure torture. Thought about quitting numerous times, but didn't want to waste the 84 miles I had already logged. Final time was roughly 20:55 which is about an 11:25 min/mi. The guy that won is a machine, and possibly the nicest guy I've ever met. He did the first day in 12:13 (8:44 min/mi which was a bad day for him) then followed it up with a freakin 3:01 marathon.

Everyone sees all the glorious, triumphant, looking-like-a-boss photos of the athletes on race day (and I got a few of those) but I thought it'd be way more fun to post the most UNflattering photos of everyone I got. Then fill in thought bubbles for them. This is the first edit, more to come. (Also, feel free to suggest other thought bubbles). Also, there were no unflattering photos of Ryf. She looks perfect in all of them. It's annoying.

I have lots of goals for 2018. First, is to transition from using a walker to a cane. I am close, I can walk pretty well with two canes. Even though I will look like a pimp with my cane, I hope that I can be walking with no assistance at some point in 2018. Second, I would like to be able to swim between 3000-4000 yards per pool session by sometime late winter or early spring. I am around 1500-1800 right now, and definitely see lots of room for improvement. Third, I would like to be riding bike outside by spring. I can spin for 5-10 minutes on my trainer and am not even close to being able to get on and off a bicycle myself. I also need to find the right saddle that will work with my mangled up gooch. I damaged an aweful lot of tendons and the nerves down there are pretty wild, but I am confident that I will find something. Fourth, is something happening right next week. I get to have my colostomy reversed!!! It will be wonderful to not have a shit bag hanging off of my stomach. Hopefully the surgery goes well. I will also be getting more hardware out of my back. I think this will take place around May or June. There are a couple rods holding the weight of my upper body on my pelvis while my spine continues to heal. The doctor said everything is healing great, and they are very pleased with my progression. Once the rods are removed, I should become more flexible, which would be GREAT. Next, I will learn to put my own damn shoes and socks on. With improving flexibility and mobility I hope to become more independent. I am tired of asking people to help me with little things and can't wait to be self sufficient. I think all of these goals are pretty attainable, and I will work my ass off to get there. The goal for 2019 is to rock to dirty kanza 200, and getting back on skis. Triathlon is not in the picture for the foreseeable future, due to running. I might try an aquabike though!

Happy to speak to this. I trusted a product and people I thought were my friends. Many, many, many people warned me to think twice before I moved into the house with one of the owners of Base salt but I disregarded their warnings. Big mistake.

On a product level, to help explain my "flip-flopping": I actually learned through sweat testing at CU that in fact the additional salt I have been taking during races actually has been hindering my performance and most likely caused my heat stroke, seizures and near-death collapse at Kona in 2013. Despite being a heavy sweater, I lose very little sodium. In fact, the majority of athletes think they need a lot of additional salt based on what they see secreted on their kits—when in reality between an American diet and drinks like Gatorade, there's actually very little reason to supplement additionally. We're already getting plenty. Yes, I was wrong before and stand corrected through additional research on myself and in general. Sorry if I misled anyone by previously supporting this product.

However, through living with the owner of the company briefly in Boulder, I also "saw how the sausage was made" and this is what I found most concerning. Primarily, I learned that there is little to no quality control of the product itself, no certifications, little oversight. Base is also supporting convicted doper/female pro Ashley Paulson. Despite what you think about second chances, I find the sponsorship of a former doper to be incredibly troubling and sets a terrible tone for clean athletes.

On a personal level—and I will not get too much into this because I have an open case with the police—I was evicted without discussion/agreement, stemming from a dispute in which I raised issue with dogsitting his flight attendant girlfriend's dogs for free 3-4 days every other week. I was subsequently blackmailed as he refused to hand-over mail received at the house (including close to $5,000 in work checks, tax forms, etc. etc) unless he received additional money I did not owe. When the police contacted him, he lied about his whereabouts and said he would return the mail to sender when he "got back to boulder" (that's all I was asking for—drop the mail back in the mailbox, not that hard). I have yet to see any forwarded mail and senders have not received anything either.

Checks can be recut and bills paid online so I initially was just going to sweep all of this under the rug and just move on with my life. However, Base employees continue to monitor my social media (seriously? get over yourselves) and people should know this is a company not to be trusted—mostly because the people at the top are the worst combination of narcissistic and incompetent. I did not listen to the many warnings directed my way and I want others to get the chance to do the same.

So today marks 3 weeks since the accident. I have come a long, long ways and still have miles to go. My attitude remains positive, and I'm trying to make the best out of it. I am not hooked up to any more machines what so ever! My kidneys have regained function, and I'm eating a normal diet and can drink as many fluids as I want. It's hard to do much for physical therapy with all of my broken ribs/ left collar bone. I'm still able to get to the edge of my bed and "dangle" which hurts like hell, but is beneficial to stretching a bit.. I will continue to be monitored for a couple days and make sure my kidneys continue to function. Next step looks like I will be checking into some kind of in patient therapy facility, because I can't put any weight on my feet for at least another month, and still need more medical attention than my parents can give me. My doctors and nurses are all amazed at the rate of my progression and ability to heal! I would really really like to thank everyone for the thoughts and prayers, because they have helped tremendously. Thanks for the cards, gift cards, shirts, blankets, everything! It's pretty cool to know how many people care about you, I actually tear up a little from it sometimes. Also, Mayo clinic is absolutely amazing, I have had the best team of doctors and nurses in the world. And without Chris Crocker (the ex army medic and physican assistant) who completely saved my life until i got to the hospital. I need to do something very special for him and haven't thought of the right thing yet. Next big function on the list will be regaining function of the bladder (I've been getting cathed like 6 or 7 times a day since my kidneys started behaving again)

I figured I should give y’all an update. Things have been going great! So I had a long fall and winter of healing and therapy. Once March rolled around I started doing a lot better and was walking with assistance of a cane. By the end of March I had moved back into my own house and started doing more and more things in my own. I was back to working quite a bit by the end of April, now I am working just about full time. I also don’t use a cane anymore! I’m doing my own thing for pt, mostly riding bike and core exercises, push-ups, pull-ups, and walking. I think I saw the most improvement by using my balance and just doing simple tasks, like lifting things off the ground and carrying laundry up the stairs. I will see the doctor soon, and we will probably take some more hardware out of my lower back. Then I can get a little more serious about a good bike fit. My right leg is about half the size of lefty, but is constantly growing. Hell, I even rode 26 miles on gravel with the hilliest route I could last night. I am very curious to see how much strength I will recover there. The right ankle is still not working great, but it gets a little more motion all the time. I’m already better off than an obese person! My wonderful little sister totally caught me off guard. If anyone follows picky bars on social media, then you would have seen this mystery trip they are doing. She submitted an application for me, and I was one of the three people chosen. So July 21-22, I am going on a random weekend vacation on picky bars, but I don’t know where, they decide! I